The moment the Chi Yang Evil Killing Formation was activated, Jing Yan closed his eyes.
The phoenix bloodline burned fiercely in the formation, and the roars of the monks were still in my ears.
He originally thought that this was the end, that his soul should be shattered with the formation and trapped in the burning pain forever, but when he didn't want to open his eyes again, he actually still existed in the world.
The faces that forced him to die back then were still vivid in his mind. He had to live, and sooner or later he would have to pay the price for those people.
The self-confidence slowly returned as the remaining warmth gathered on my fingertips.
But the next moment, there was a sudden sound from the side.
When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a small black snake, round and round like Duan Moyu. It was rubbing its head against the corner of his soul body, and its tail was wagging in a flattering way. She seemed to understand something, wandering around him, as if she wanted to climb up the mountain, so intimate that it was too close to be true.
Jingyan looked at the little snake in front of him, and suddenly there was a hint of confusion in his initial calculation——
What's going on with this little thing?
Gentle and calm Attack×Integrity and Calmness
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Intention: Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased tree.